I do not accept the vast expanses of both worlds; I only wish that my fate grants me two yards of land in my beloved's street.

In this couplet, the poet expresses a profound surrender to love, declaring that even the vastness and riches of both worlds hold no charm for him. The immense expanse of the universe pales in comparison to the beloved's proximity. His only desire is to be granted a humble plot of two yards—just enough for a grave—in the beloved's street, finding ultimate peace in eternal closeness.